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Seamus Finnigan ([info]openbottle) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-03-17 20:12:00
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The Winners...
Who: Seamus, Aidan and Gwenog
What: The winning team winning
Where: Reptile House, London Zoo
When: Tuesday 17th March
Rating: There might be language?

Since he had no idea how long he might be waiting to be found, Seamus had come prepared. Not only did he have his journal and a book, but also a packed lunch, two packets of peanuts and a couple of drinks. Even so, he was bored after a couple of hours. He'd done a couple of laps of the reptile house, but you could only look at snakes and lizards for so long if you weren't an expert on the creatures.

When he'd started getting weird looks from the staff in their green-and-beige uniforms (not unlike what he was wearing himself, as it happened) he'd explained that he ran an Irish pub and was doing a St Paddy's day event - obviously leaving out the magical element. One particularly tall, dark and handsome employee had taken him on (yet another) tour of the house, though Seamus found this one definitely more engaging. Sadly, his companion had duties other than entertaining Irishmen and Seamus was left to his own devices.

He propped himself up against the wall opposite the King Cobra, unfolding his list of entrants, picturing each one. He didn't want to miss them should they walk in - though, really, he was wearing a shamrock green t-shirt with 'Finnigan' in block white letters across the back, it should really be up to them to find him.


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